Member Rara Avis
I have only broken one bone:
(the whole foot part there turned black). That was doing laundry and rushing through the living room, stubbing my toe on those lil' furniture feet that hide and jump out just when your not looking. (You know the ones that make you fall on the ground, holding affected body part as if it had been seared off).
Ok so I'm a baby plbbt . . .
I have this semi-annual obsessive-compulsive need for attempting to repair things that should be thrown away in the first place with crazy glue, thus injuring self in the process.
Did I mention I am a clutz?
ok so far:
left thumb nail and finger, left pointer:
diced by a glass shamrock with an Irish Blessing on it, no less.
Right pointer and pinky (ESSENTIAL typing fingers)
(skin grafted those babies)
(have you ever seen fat cells? ewww)
Oh, that was thinking I actually had muscle in this body attempting to lift a microwave that could hold two turkeys from the top of my fridge (oops) (metal bottom -->> sssssliccceohhla!)
I still cant feel those damn things.
hmm . . .
I have had interesting occurrences with hair dryers OH, once all of my hair got wound into a blower fan for a furnace. Not a pretty site and that feeling that your hair will shortly leave your scalp is kinda terrifying. *grin*
I have had three concussions. (LalalalaLaaaaFonnntainnnneeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
not my doing, that of my dog and another trying to load up with frozen meat for a barbecue down some ole rickety back stairs,
(yes, all the way down the stairs, frozen food flying everywhere . . . another one falling INTO, yes into a boat (dont ask)
That's about it . . .